Lovely things are in bloom at my kitchen counter.
But Peter rose and ran to the tomb; stopping and looking in, he saw the linen cloths by themselves; and he went home wondering at what had happened.
Saturday, April 16, 2011
Friday, April 15, 2011
Manure
This is a late-model manure spreader. As you pull it through the field with your John Deere tractor, beaters fling the clods to the wind, dispersing them to where they will finish their breakdown into nutrients for this summer's crops.
This modern machine is a fast and efficient way to return natural fertilizer to our fields. It is five times bigger and fifty years newer than our little horse-drawn spreader. Nonetheless, the new kid sits idle while the old man works. And I'm not talking about John.
We have a lot of natural fertilizer around here, and it's going to take a lot of work to whittle this pile away and spread the organic material where summer's crops can use it.
Fortunately, my farmer knows how to turn work into play.
This modern machine is a fast and efficient way to return natural fertilizer to our fields. It is five times bigger and fifty years newer than our little horse-drawn spreader. Nonetheless, the new kid sits idle while the old man works. And I'm not talking about John.
We have a lot of natural fertilizer around here, and it's going to take a lot of work to whittle this pile away and spread the organic material where summer's crops can use it.
Fortunately, my farmer knows how to turn work into play.
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Hello Again
Part of the reason I haven't posted in a while is that I have been busy.
But part of the reason is that I lost my camera cord. That means I had no convenient way to move photos off of my camera and onto the computer. And photos are a big part of the stories I tell.
This morning, I finally decided to get serious about looking for the cord. I dug through all the chambers of a suitcase I carried on my latest travels. Crawled under the office computer table (YUCK!!!) and sorted through a rat's nest of cords and dust bunnies down there. Plied through mountains of papers on my desk. Sifted several small zipper pockets of a backpack, and combed the junk on two different bookshelves. Et Cet.
To no avail.
But part of the reason is that I lost my camera cord. That means I had no convenient way to move photos off of my camera and onto the computer. And photos are a big part of the stories I tell.
This morning, I finally decided to get serious about looking for the cord. I dug through all the chambers of a suitcase I carried on my latest travels. Crawled under the office computer table (YUCK!!!) and sorted through a rat's nest of cords and dust bunnies down there. Plied through mountains of papers on my desk. Sifted several small zipper pockets of a backpack, and combed the junk on two different bookshelves. Et Cet.
To no avail.
I gave up, and started picking up in the living room. While I tidied, I thought, "You haven't even asked God to help you find that camera cord." So I asked Him. Before I could finish the sentence, I heard, in my head, "It's in the drawer in the desk in the kitchen."
He was right. It was in the drawer in the desk in the kitchen.
James wrote that we have not because we ask not. Let's ask! God wants to love us up!
Stay tuned for photos. :)
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